1. Her

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"Tyler!" said Kristine. She was waiting for me outside my door. "Come on! We're gonna be late!" Kristine shouted again. "Just hold on, I'm finding something!" I said while throwing my shirts at the ground. "Just make it quick! We don't want to be late!" I searched under my bed. Nothing. I searched my drawers. Still nothing. I searched my bag, There! I finally found my bracelet! I thought. I quickly ran outside my house. I saw her standing there, facing our mini garden to the right. She have brown hair that matches with her eyes, lips that are natural yet has a color of pinkish red, skin that is fair which pairs with her favorite skin-toned shoes. She is wearing a white shirt that says 'fries is for guys' and pants. "There you are! Let's go!" She took my hand and we walked together.

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